Here, in the fairy wood, between sea and sea, I have heard the song of a fairy bird in a tree, and the peace that is not in the world has flown to me

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            **ੈ ✩ ‧₊˚***Why* do ***birds**~* suddenly *appear* **‧₊˚**

      <u>*Ev</u>er<u>y</u> <u>t</u>i<u>me</u> y<u>o</u>u <u>a</u>r<u>e</u> <u>**n</u>e<u>ar</u>**?***˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱**

           **↳**  *Just* like **me**, **❛ ༉‧₊˚**

                             **｡ ･  : *  : ･ﾟ** they <u>long</u> to be **☆**

                          **˚｡  ⋆ . Close** to you **.  ˚｡ ⋆｡**

𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀